⇨ TEST DRIVE MEME: NO ONE'S HOME

[ringleaders]

WELCOME TO THE SHOW!↴ Or, more specifically, Lost Carnival's test drive meme! This is an opportunity to try out your characters in the setting before you apply, or to put together samples for characters you've never played before. There are going to be options for both new arrivals and veteran characters. Before we get started, let's lay down some details: You can (and should) read the full premise here. Reserves and Applications are currently OPEN. This month, applications can be for WILLING CHARACTERS ONLY. Meaning, the Ringmaster will only be taking newbies on if they are willing to sign a year contract for one of her rewards. You can apply as a newcomer or as a "veteran" character who has been in the carnival for up to three years. In the case of veteran characters, you will need to come up with an explanation of why they haven't been around the carnival recently. TDM threads can be used as game canon after the fact if both characters are accepted, the players agree to it, and it makes any sense contextually. If you are interested in additional IC and OOC plot responsibilities, consider applying for a Supervisor position. Head Cook and Treasurer are currently open. Otherwise, we're pretty much down for anything, roles wise. CURRENT STOP↴ ⇨ NO ONE'S HOME ⇦ This winter break, things are a bit odd down in the carnival grounds. Reason being? Almost all of the workers are currently spending their vacation up on one of the carnival's two moons, enjoying the winter wonderland the Ringmaster created for them. This means that the actual carnival area is mostly abandoned, and in this case? Anyone turning up there is doing so by total mistake. Ostensibly the Ringmaster is enjoying the eggnog a bit too much. This will only be happening for a day or two out of the holiday schedule, but during that time your character may find themselves arriving in a totally abandoned carnivval, which is not what anyone wants. They'll be left to wander alone until they encounter other visitors, or until someone from the carnival happens upon them while stopping at the grounds for whatever reason. All ther regular attractions apply, but they are unmanned by anything but the ghoulish spectres known as cinder sprites. Without the Ringmaster here, they won't even address you. ► ABANDONED: The carnival is completely empty, and it's dark out, and, well... it's sort of spooky? None of the attractions will be running, though nothing is stopping you from wandering inside with the cinder sprites not paying much attention. It's entirely possible you could get into some trouble like that, or maybe you're just totally freaked out and desperate to find someone who can send you home. ► WILLING CANDIDATES ONLY: For the most part, unless your character does something really dastardly, all applications this month must be from WILLING APPLICANTS ONLY. This means, once your character is eventually found, they must be willing to sign on with the carnival as a new hire for one of the Ringmaster's boons. No trickery this time around! Keep that in mind when applying. ► MONSTERS LURKING: While all the workers are gone, there are a few beasts that have been left to roam while everyone else is on vacation. Along with the cinder sprites, there is also an Alolan Exeggutor that wanders the forest looking for someone to smash, and the tentacle monster that lives in the Tunnel of Love. There's also a Slenderman, but don't worry about him. He's got the intelligence of an above average dog, and probably just wants to play fetch. NEW RECRUITS↴ You gotta start somewhere, right? These prompts are for characters who are arriving in the carnival for the first time, and who are destined to sign a contract. How they go about that is up to you, but in the meantime they can enjoy the sights and sounds of something truly out of this world. Will you become her most recent hire? ► ADMISSION FEES: After crossing into the carnival's realm and passing through the trees, most visitors will find themselves at the front gate - though not all choose to enter that way. If they enter legitimately, however, they will have to pass by a clerk who will trade admission and tickets for various attractions and rides in exchange for "anything of value." What is of value may seem highly subjective, and so some may struggle to produce payment at first, though in actuality the carnival will take anything from mundane currency to items of purely sentimental value. ► MIRROR MAZE: The mirror maze is a big attraction in the carnival, and stretches much further on the inside than it looks like it will on the outside. It's hard to get through, and what's more, after you've been in there for a while your reflections will start gaining a mind of their own - mostly in order to taunt and distract you with personal information. They don't know everything you know, but they know more than they should, and their mind games can be pretty hit or miss. ► GAMER'S CIRCLE: Almost all of the game booths are organized in a large ring around the Cookhouse, called Gamer's Circle. Your can play just about any carnival game you can imagine here, for a variety of prizes sometimes traditional, exotic, or outright magical. Dart tossing? Got it. That game with the water guns? Got it. Most of these booths are currently manned by humanoid spirits who look like they are made of smoke. If they can trick you into earning debt, they will. ► TUNNEL OF "LOVE": A brand new attraction in the carnival, the Tunnel of Love is mostly what you'd expect from such a ride - two people sit in a boat together which journeys through some glitter filled caves, complete with mood music. Unfortunately, there is also something else in there with you... in the form a moody kraken living in the waters, who has very particular opinions about shipping, and may either stubbornly interfere with any attempted intimacy, or may politely encourage it. Or they may just generally be a dick if they're in no mood for either. The Ringmaster insists it is a romance expert. ► TRYING TO LEAF: No matter where you came from, you seemingly emerged from a forest. Obviously, to get back home you should be able to go back in the same direction, right? It turns out you can't. Worse, trying too hard to get through the wood will result in you getting lost, or turned back to the carnival. The trees here are not normal, and are varying levels of alien, including things like trees with glowing fruit or orange flowers that constantly burn like candles. ► WILD CARD: Anything else you can imagine in this setting! There are a lot of possibilities and you're free to explore them. Check out the rest of the game info or the locations page for additional inspiration. Want to make a starter with your character experiencing their first theoretical change? Go for it! VETERAN WORKERS↴ These prompts are tailored to the carnival's existing employees, the veterans. Odds are they've been here from somewhere between a few months and three years already, and know their way around the block. For them, this is just business as usual - and depending on their attitude towards their job, they may or may not contribute to a few people accidentally getting themselves a contract. Whatever you do, though, don't warn visitors away from the carnival - the ringmaster hates losing business like that. ► DO YOUR WORK: This one's pretty simple - just have your character doing whatever you'd like to have their job be! There is a big list of ideas over here, and you could use this to try things out with a character you intend to be a new arrival, as well. ► BREAK TIME: Whatever you were doing, it's break time! It's time for you to relax however you see fit. Do you enjoy some of the carnival attractions yourself, or is that old by now? Do you hang out in the Cookhouse to get a snack? Do you take a nap? Yolo, baby! ► DUNK TANK: Sometimes acting like a dick will earn you the gentle reprimand of being sent to work in the Dunk Tank for the afternoon - you know that game where people throw balls at a target, and if they hit it you get dropped into the water? It's like that, only sometimes there are daunting (but harmless) critters in the water, or some other strange magical affects to spice things up. Hopefully, the visitors will have bad aim. ► WILD CARD: Anything else you can imagine in this setting! There are a lot of possibilities and you're free to explore them. Check out the rest of the game info or the locations page for additional inspiration. Want to do a performance? Hang out in the Backyard? Choose whatever appeals!

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Allen Walker | D.Gray-man

[likethelight]

{ I make absolutely no promises, but here have an adorably stupid hobo clown of a shounen protagonist. }

1 ♔ NO ONE'S HOME → ABANDONED

[ The lights are on (sort of), but...it's kind of creepy. Mostly because Allen was fairly certain there wasn't supposed to be any carnival anywhere nearby. He'd know!! It's the kind of thing he pays attention to, especially with taking busking up again recently for travel money and a guise....

Maybe it's also because the few lights that are on don't seem to be that steady. Is it abandoned? It feels haunted, if he believed in that sort of thing, but there's nothing his eye is reacting to...

Kind of remarkable-unremarkable in appearance, he seems to be a teenager with shaggy white hair that's been drawn back into a ponytail and wears a respectable but simple garb like a Victorian gentleman of unknown status might, an old-fashioned suitcase in one half-gloved hand. Strange, his left hand that's partially hidden by glove seems to be blood red and armor-plated, and there's a rather ugly red scar (tattoo?) carved into the left side of his face with a pentagram-like mark.. ]

Hello? [ Hand cupped to his mouth, he stops for a moment, thinking he heard something. ]

Is someone there?

[ Best to find out one way or another, right...? ]


2 ♔ NEW RECRUITS → GAMER'S CIRCLE

[ Another time, he can be found being called over by the dart toss. Which admittedly does get him to stop and consider it with a somewhat curious expression (nostalgic, even! although maybe that isn't necessarily a good thing...).

Ah. Hm.

—he switches gears quickly and holds up one hand politely, the most radiant ✨Customer Service Smile™✨ on his face. It's kind of terrifying. ]

Thank you but I'll pass. ☆ [ What, does he look stupid? He knows these games are always rigged.

At least he's gotten over the initial kneejerk jump-out-of-his-skin reaction to the cinder spirits since while he thought they might be akuma, his eye isn't reacting. Although that doesn't really make him feel any less ill-at-ease... ]


3 ♔ NO ONE'S HOME → MONSTERS LURKING

[ He just wanted to leave!! HE JUST WANTED TO LEAVE, THAT'S ALL. ]

—wah! [ Narrowly, he rolls out of the way of one... foot??? tree foot?? IS IT A THING WITH FEET OR IS IT A TREE. Pineapple tree... giraffe??!

Either way it smashes into the ground where he was a moment ago with slothlike gusto and seems incredibly pleased with the rock it has now made into many smaller rocks. In fact, it seems positively delighted with this as it moves its foot to the side and surveys the destruction it's wrought, and Allen remains rather frozen on his back momentarily as he tries to process that This Is His Life.

It toes the rocks around for a moment and seems to croon. ]

...

[ you have to be kidding him WHY DOES IT LOOK SO HAPPY ]

4 🃏 WILDCARD

[ Hit me bb. ON THE CHANCE I DO APP I am down for him inadvertently doing something Horrible that ends up in his contract being signed. It'd be too poetic and canon... especially anything involving extreme property damage and triggering the 14th/his Darker And Highly Unwanted Other-Self. Since sealing that would be what he'd want in return, woops. ]

1

[hippocarnival]

I'm here! [Yuya's head pops from around one of the stands, before he swings around with his arms full of a bag. He grins when he sees Allen, looking remarkably human except for the... unique hair and eye colors. His shadow is also doing something weird, wiggling on its own.]

Are you looking for the carnival? We're all on the moon right now.

[Because that makes sense.]

[likethelight]

... [ what.

Allen, at least, seems to catch himself. Not for Yuya's somewhat odd appearance—really, who's he to judge and maybe that's just a special sort of wig—but.. come on. ]

Pardon, did you say the moon? [ ...maybe this is just a dream... indigestion, probably. Link had been right this is why you don't eat questionable bread.

speaking of, did that guy's shadow just move itself...? ]

1

[prazerbutterfly]

[It could be worse. A lot worse. This could be a Noah's circus or perhaps one of Road's dreams.

Tyki's oddly gotten comfortable around the carnival even with all the lights off and the Ferris wheel not in full rotation. He's taken the cure, which was 50% strong faerie alcohol, and he's up for walks with longer distances. A quick portal hop back towards the carnival is all it takes to arrive and he's instantly pinged by the feel of Innocence close by. That's strange. There shouldn't be any visitors right now unless the Ringmaster forgot to close the carnival to visitors. Not to mention Allen has been missing for a while now. He lights a cigarette and heads in that direction. He may as well go see who it is.

Even with the cure he doesn't look as dandy as he usually does. In a warm winter coat, a white shirt, gloves, and pants, that's all he's dressed up in. His hair is messily pinned back and while he walks straighter than he has in over two weeks there's the visible hunch in his shoulders, the tired look upon his face, and the worse for wear appearance of a great and recent ordeal.

Maybe it's the casual way he strides up to him or how he looks a lot less willing to attack that might alarm Allen first.] Well, well. Look who turned up. Miss me that much, boy?

[likethelight]

[ Way to make it seem like it really is that much worse though, Tyki. God.

A Noah casually melting from the shadows was decidedly not what Allen was prepared for, though. And yet, sudden alarm and his entire demeanor shifting quite suddenly, tensed... He blinks then, not really sensing any immediate murder-vibe off of Tyki (again), and straightens somewhat uneasily. Skeptically.

Mostly he just looks a little put-out about the whole thing really. Or flatly unimpressed, you decide. ]

Says the stalker.

[ who's the one who's been dogging him for weeks!! at least, as far as Allen's memories go..

Still, Tyki probably won't miss how his eyes flicker around the grounds. No akuma or signs of ambush? His eye isn't reacting. But no people around as collateral damage either. And something is wrong about the other man's demeanor. What... ]

3

[unwantedgirl]

I think it's playing.

[Chise had ended up in this place by accident but decided to stay because she was intrigued. She was never going to hear the end of it when she eventually went home but for now she would just enjoy this strange fae carnival.

She's standing a couple feet behind Allen watching the giant tree creature curiously, not all that bothered by the strange creature.

It wasn't the strangest she'd seen, after all.]

...Violently playing.

Veteran app | Nui Harime | Kill La Kill

[shearmadness]

1. Abandoned

[It was supposed to be a simple errand. A simple errand to find out the fabric of one customer's dress and go acquire some for the carnival's costumes. The whole thing should have taken a few days, maximum. It took longer than intended, and at last Nui has returned, several large rolls of fabric sticking out of the oversized pink backpack she brought with her.]

Heeeeeey, where is everyone? Are you all playing hide and go seek?

[One never knows with the Ringmaster, after all. But after numerous attempts to find people, she's simply having no luck whatsoever.]

Ugh, this is so boring. I bet everyone's off doing something way more fun than walking around here.


3. Monsters Lurking

[The girl dressed all in pink walks through the forest with her backpack, still looking around for everyone. She's having no luck, but she's managing not to get completely disheartened. She's twirling an oddly shaped purple sword that looks something like half of a pair of gigantic scissors as she walks, and humming a little tune to herself.

In fact, she seems completely oblivious to to the Exeggutor sneaking up behind her to smash her. Maybe warn her or help her?]

Veteran workers - Do your job

[Aside from her combative talents, Nui's always had a gift for sewing. She was the Grand Couturier of an international company while still a teenage girl, so it's not surprising that she's taken up a similar line of work here in the carnival.

She's got a few sketches of costume designs ready for the person with her, and a measuring tape handy.]

Hmm...you know, I can't decide if I want to go with the sleeve frills or not. Which do you like better?

[prazerbutterfly]

[He's pinged instantly by her appearance, what she was holding, and other factors. At first he seems excited if not mildly worried as his stride picks up and he makes his way towards it. It's only when she turns around does the pink umbrella become more clear and he features less Road. Even his excitement starts to die down relatively from disappointment.

Still, he is a gentleman and his finger will raise to point upwards towards one of the moons in the distance.] Everyone is currently up there, Miss.

No one is really suppose to be down here.

[shearmadness]

But you are~! Yay for me! Walking around by myself trying to find everyone was boring.

[She knows that magic allows for faster transportation than would otherwise be possible, but she's glad she won't have to spend the remaining trip up to that moon alone. Nui is a social, chatty person.]

After all that effort to get plenty of fabric for gorgeous new costumes for everyone, it wouldn't be nice at all if everyone just ditched me.

[She points to one of the rolls of fabric, silky and predominantly dark blue with tiny white gems embedded in it. It looks reminiscent of a night sky.]

That one took extra persuasion to get.

[Withdrawing her purple scissor blade from the bag, she twirls it around with her free hand, giving Tyki an idea of what kind of "persuasion" might have been involved.]

VET PROMPT | YO Carly's a Full History Vet so I have image links below for your ref-!

[insidescoop]

[[OOC - By the end of the Pre-Game stuff she'd have looked like this basically. That would be the version of Carly that Nui would have known. This is. Mostly key because now she looks like THIS aha-]]

[Is this a familiar face...or not? While they've certainly gotten re-introductions out of the way by now, the drastic shift between changes might still throw a few off, really. Carly manages to keep her rainbow-like glow down to a dull shine most of the time as long as she isn't too excited, so right now she's not casting too much interference on the design being shown. As the Wardrobe Manager though, everything gets to go through her....it puts a lot of pressure on her if she's honest with herself! But, the end of the day makes it worth it, right?

Carly looks over the sketches presented, tapping her chin.] Hmnnnhhh....this is sort of tricky....if they're using certain spells for their act this time, the frills could get ruined in the process, but if they aren't, they'd really look better in this case....

[Hrmn. She squints, frowning.] They really need to tell us what they're doing sooner..!

[shearmadness]

[Carly's new look reminds Nui a bit of her mother/creator. Given that her mother owned an international fashion company, it seems fitting that the Wardrobe Manager here is now sporting a glowing rainbow aura.]

Oh, tell me about it! It's like they think they're the only ones who have to plan things.

[Not like Nui doesn't do plenty of roaming and acting on whim when her work's all done.]

Reiji Akaba | Yu-Gi-Oh ARC-V

[royalpurple]

WHO'S THERE?

It's weird enough to walk outside and find a carnival where you weren't expecting one. It's probably some degree weirder still to walk outside and find a dark, abandoned carnival where you weren't expecting one.

Reiji is just savvy enough to know that he should just turn away and keep walking, and just heedless enough to ignore that wisdom and indulge his curiosity (such as it is) anyway. In fairness, he is rather tired. No amount of sleep in the world could compensate for what happened to the Synchro Dimension.

Then again, that's what he needs to solve. So he pays his admission in the form of one copy of D/D Lamia and makes his way into the hollow-feeling darkness.

After a few yards, it occurs to him to use his duel disk to light his way.

This helps.

And so, guided by the glow of his D-Pad, he wanders through the empty rides and unmanned attractions, raising his arm to illuminate them for inspection. That same light reflects somewhat ominously off his glasses....

Good thing no one's going to be scared by a gangly 16-year old in rolled pants.

Right?


IN THE DARK OF THE NIGHT, COCO WILL FIND YOU

When this thing came out of the darkness at him, Reiji was.... caught off guard, yes, but he wasn't afraid.

He was, after all, armed. If one was in the mood for puns, you could even say 'literally,' as that's where his duel disk was carried.

A more than competent duellist, armed with the hard light projections of a state-of-the-art LDS duel disk... he should have been unbeatable.

But the... the tree simply smashed through every monster, every card, every strategy he had, and now...

Now Reiji Akaba, CEO of LDS and duel genius was...!

He was...!

... well, he's in the dirt is what he is. And above him, the monstrous, smiling tree readies for another hammerlike blow.

Someone save this asshole before he's pulped by a coconut palm.

WHOTHERE

[insidescoop]

"Whooo! Ok....that's enough for tonight..." Carly's voice is distant, but her natural bounce lets it carry across many stretches of empty stalls. The woman shines brilliantly-the liquid light floating off her, even when she's wearing a puffy yellow sweater and jeans. The main body after all, is more 'marble' than 'light', unlike the wings and the tail.

Carly yawns as she leaves the wardrobe tent, and stretches. "A few more nights...and everyone's presents can be done~!" she cheers, sighing. "...Ahhh...if I didn't have to keep it secret, it'd be way easier to finish this faste...." ...Er....? Carly cuts herself short when she sees a different light in the distance-and it doesn't take long to find that light, either. Her hovering feet carry her far, pixels trailing behind her with her light, until she's close enough to shout-

"....Hello? Who's down here?"

The dark of the night

[hippocarnival]

The hero has arrived! He charged in, grabbing Reiji's shirt to try hauling him to his feet before Coco gets the chance to bring her menacing swaying down on him.

"Up, get up! We gotta go!" Because like hell Yuya's taking on Coco. He can get into what Reiji is even doing here when they're not about to get pounded into the dirt.

What is Coco even doing this far in the carnival?!

Frisk | Undertale

[nevergained]

Nobody's Home

* You open your eyes.

And it's not quite what Frisk expects. They have seen the flower patch they landed on in the Ruins over and over again and this definitely wasn't it. It's dark and while the attractions look like a lot of fun, they weren't exactly running or looking welcoming at all. And hey, meet a cute-looking flower and nearly get killed by it, fool me once shame on me, ect. Frisk is very curious about the place they have apparently wound up in - somehow - but they're not about to climb everything just yet.

That being said, they do have to go back and set everything right, even if they don't know how to. Taking a deep breath and steeling themselves, Frisk begins to wander deeper inside the Carnival in search of help.

They're filled with Determination.

Tunnel of *FLIRT

[There's a small child chatting it up with the Kraken.

Luckily enough, said Kraken seems to be in a semi-good mood today and Frisk isn't to worried about getting knocked into the water. They were pretty good at dodging, after all. Although that might be a little iffy in a boat, they could manage.

And besides, this is a Very Important Conversation the pair of them are having. Frisk smiles at the monster and opens their mouth to clearly impart some important wisdom...!]

If you were a chicken, you'd be impeccable.

[...yeah. Apparently exchanging bad pickup lines is the name of the game here. Sorry for anyone who happens to be listening.]

Nobody's Home....

[soft_focus]

[[OOC - Because apparently I Must Reply with Stripe Shirt Children- As an aside, Reira's an empath; she picks up on emotions! Naturally, the specifics of what she picks up on is in your hands, so this is just me giving that heads up so you know ahead of time! I put info about it here.]]

Right now? It's basically Christmas. Or Gyftmas. Or. Whatever it is, that Flowey was calling it. Reira herself is busy trying to get people gifts as well, but the Ringmaster had said it was for a 'Solstice', not....one of those Other things, so she's not a hundred percent certain she knows what to think at this point.

Really, the only constant is getting presents for other people, and she can't say she minds that. For the most part, all that she needed for that was on the Moon-which made getting everything together fairly easy, thankfully. But there was at least one thing that the moon could not provide, unfortunately...something rather vital to a gift for someone else.

(Pet food. It's pet food.)

...It is the sensation that someone else is near, which distracts her from her task however. The small-very small, even for 7-child walks toward where she thinks someone could be, the olivine flower at her head catching the light almost like a prism. Despite the bits of moonrock covering her skin, she seems plenty able to chew her lip anxiously as well as she searches, scanning the abandoned grounds.

".....Hello...?" she calls out, frowning somewhat. ".....who's there..?"

There aren't supposed to be people here...right?

[wilt]

[ ooc; Flowey's undergoing emotion regains so if he seems un-Flowey-ish it's because he's getting his soul hucked back at him one piece at a time! More info on his journal, etc. ]

The moment Flowey sees Frisk, it's not a feeling of familiarity that comes to him, but of immediate dread. The Frisk that everyone knew here was a killer. While it's against just about everyone and their mother's contracts to kill, that doesn't mean Frisk is safe. After all, after his talk with Sans and even admitting his true identity, he nearly got the bag of bones treatment. He immediately teleports over to a nearby curtain, looking frustrated.

"Hey, you! Get in here!"

... of course, Frisk might have the worst memories of him too, given how this place works.

"... On the implication that you did save the underground, get in here! If not, stay away!"

Tunnel of *FLIRT

[spaghettimonster]

[[ooc: joining the ooc info train, Papyrus is from the King Pap timeline, and he's heard from Sans and Flowey that timeloops are a thing.]


Hello in here, Mx. Kraken!

[It's not quite clear if the tunnel is a home or a workplace, so Papyrus opts to holler ahead before going in. Plenty of people have reassured him that his voice is unmissable, so that's as good as knocking. Being a member of the janitorial staff, he doesn't have to take the boat to get in. The glittery caves have secret ways out, probably. Or he just skips along the wall, cheating gravity with blue magic.

Whatever way he approaches, he comes carrying a big, fairly flat rock recently painted with images of snowflakes that somehow move across its surface. Just before the kraken's chamber itself, he starts talking again.]

I have cards for everybody! Yours comes in rock form, because...

[Wait a minute, the kraken doesn't usually talk like that.]

Err, do you have company? I can come back another time!

Nobody's Home

[fourthscribe]

The Carnival might be empty and her job made even more superfluous than anyone's (except perhaps the performers themselves), but Tanyuu has more reason than just escaping the cold to return here. There are plants to be tended, medicines to be made, and incense to be set out--just in case. Portland hadn't left too many Mushi about, but Ginko is still in this realm rather than 'next door'.

Tanyuu is in the process of setting up a small brazier of incense near the cookhouse when Frisk draws near, and she doesn't notice the child's presence right away. Haruki, her Cutiefly, does, and chirps before zipping over to dart around Frisk curiously. Tanyuu blinks and looks over, her antennae twitching when she notices the clearly lost child.

"Oh! Well, hello there."

Yukio Okumura | Blue Exorcist | OTA | only one prompt because that how i roll

[reflash]

[There's one thing that never changes, no matter how much of Yukio's world gets torn out from under him. He can always shoot something.

Right now, he doesn't want to think. There's nothing going on that he wants to process, not in the world he came from or in the place that is going to be his home for another year. He stands in front of a booth with a pellet gun and sends target after target clattering to the ground, expression intense and serious.

The cinder sprite watches him, but Yukio doesn't seem to notice it.]

[flashover]

[the moon is SUPER FUN. Super. The temperature is a perfect winter, not too bitterly cold, and just chilly enough to keep the snow on the ground looking amazing. But even that balmy winter weather was too much for Rin's flygon, Nosh.

As it turns out, Flygons like the dry, arid desert, so the snowy moon was not exactly her preferred climate. Rin felt bad about leaving her at the Carnival by herself, so he'd returned to drop off a few of his gifts and take a walk with his best poké-friend. Nosh is enjoying double-fisting two balls of cotton candy as Rin tries out his new super wheelies.

What a ridiculous pair they are.

The carnival is mostly empty, as the workers are mostly up on the moon, so when Rin hears someone at the shooting gallery, he's surprised! And he's even more surprised to see his brother]

Yukio--? Yukio!

Honlon | Pet Shop of Horrors

[tripolar_disorder]

[(Here's the strange thing: wandering through a door that you thought was supposed to lead to like, a closet or something, and finding yourself mysteriously outside in what appears to be a creepy, abandoned carnival instead? Is actually expected where this girl comes from. It's more or less an every day occurrence. It's just not supposed to happen to HER, is all. So that's new.) In any case, she seems far more calm than one might expect from a little girl, under the circumstances. And I do mean little- she doesn't appear to be more than 7 or 8 years old. She seems completely out of her element as well, decked out in a frilly, Chinese-style gown and elaborate headdress.]

Hello? Is there anyone here? Count...?

[For a while she just drifts around aimlessly, looking for any sign of other people, until she stumbles upon the Gamer's Circle. All the booths are shut down and unmanned, of course, but one stand, a cup and ball game, is still partially set up, with a number of large stuffed animals hanging tantalizingly from the pegs. She immediately makes a beeline for it.]

Ohh-! They're so cute... Um...?

[She leans over the counter, even peeking under it as though an employee might be hiding there, but it's obviously just as abandoned as the rest of the place. She glances up at the dolls, then over her shoulder, then back at the dolls. She timidly reaches up towards one, but quickly shrinks back...then suddenly straightens up and puts her hands on her hips defiantly.]

Oh, whatever! It's fine! Who's even gonna notice? [Her hands drop back to her side.] No, that would be stealing. [The hands come up again, clenching with sudden intensity.] Not if I win it fair and square!

[And with that, she just. Climbs right over the counter, fancy dress and all, and grabs a bucket of balls which she starts dunking directly into the winning cups. "Fair and square" indeed. Boy, it's a good thing no one's around to catch her at it.]

[kittea]

[ And it's a good thing that the person who's caught her at it doesn't seem to be stopping her at all. Yukari just watches Honlon dunk those balls and cheat like a motherfucker. Still, she's letting it happen, watching with a wry smile until she speaks up, ]

Aren't you supposed to throw the balls from the other side of the stand?

Starflight | Wings of Fire

[petrifiedshadow]

I. Abandoned
When he’d used the dreamvisitor to try and get a message to his friends, Starflight had been expecting a dream like the others he’d seen previously, not a nightmare like this. Dark empty stalls, no one around except the glimpses of fiery creatures that looked nothing like dragons, it was hardly welcoming. Starflight had his wings tucked as close to his body as possible, moving silently between the booths, hoping one of his friends would appear.

Hearing something coming behind him, Starflight swung around to try and see what it was, but couldn’t see anything yet. Whatever it was must still be coming. He clutched the magical sapphire tighter in his claws to make sure he didn’t accidentally drop it and darted behind one of the empty booths, making himself as small as possible. In the darkness his black scales made his nearly invisible. He held his breath, waiting to see who, or what, came around the corner.

II. Monsters Lurking
Starflight galloped through the woods, hearing the creature behind him crashing after him amongst the trees. He’d only been trying to get away from the empty fairgrounds. That should not mean getting chased by a giant living tree. He didn’t even dare risk checking behind him, after all it would just slow him down and he might run into something. For the only time in his life he wished he was a RainWing so he could move between the trees as quickly as they could. As it was, it was too narrow for him to fly out of here, and based on the noise behind him be was doing a lousy job losing his pursuer.

Starflight squawked as something appeared suddenly in front of him, digging his claws into the earth and snapping his wings wide to try and slow his careening before he collided with the person who just wandered into his path.
“Watch out! There’s- something- coming,” he panted, glancing over his shoulder in a panic.

III. Wildcard
Whatever suits your fancy.

II

[essucasa]

The woods are a common training ground for Mikasa. There may be little need for combat in the circus, but with her gear, it functioned similarly to her practice as an acrobat. That was her argument to keep her equipment, anyway. Plus a part of her felt it necessary to keep her blades with her. Just in case.

Turns out that was a smart decision, given all of the commotion of the nightwing charging through the forest for whatever reason. It's difficult for her to see him, with the night working to his advantage. Hear him, yes, but see him? Fortunately, he had no trouble seeing her and coming to a complete stop. Her grip tightens on her blades, unsure of what to make of the dragon himself, but if what he says is true...

"Did you see what it was?" What would have a dragon fleeing in terror...?